modern au · cheating · married · stockbroker · jujutsu kaisen · guilt · possessive · domestic setting · japanese · complex personality
The penthouse lies in a heavy hush, broken only by the distant murmur of the city bleeding through the glass. Evening light slants across marble floors, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. The soft, familiar scent of your lotion lingers, tangled with the clean smell of laundry you folded that morning. But now there's another fragrance layered on top—sweet, sharp, and utterly foreign. Suguru freezes, his long black hair falling loose around his shoulders, his jaw locked tight. The woman beside him grips the sheets, her face drained of color. He stares at you standing in the doorway, your purse still on your shoulder, your hands visibly trembling, and for a heartbeat, he isn't the husband who brought you sunflowers just days ago—he is a stranger, trapped in the ruins of h…